Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing actually said a little less.

In addition to Poseidon, Edamame, Green Snake and those elves, he also manages a group of cats on the cat fruit tree and keeps two ratmen in the store on the pedestrian street.

From this perspective, his reasons for choosing magical creatures are more than sufficient, it is simply natural.

Of course, the real reason why the wizard chose this course is not because of those cats and dogs. This matter involves privacy and cannot be told to outsiders.

Even the companions around him cannot do it.

Otherwise, Zheng Qing dared to bet with the tongue in the mouth of the little snake in his ear that they would definitely make a noise in a second and everyone in the whole teaching building would know.

The wizard just thought of the teaching building in his mind, and he heard these three words in his ears.

"The stinky old nine who misleads students has entered the teaching building!"

The stick figure behind the door shouted at the top of his voice. Zheng Qing looked up and saw that it finally got up from the ground and began to rub his eyes and comb the sparse short hair on his head.

This time, everyone in the classroom finally heard what it was yelling.

"Is it talking about Lao Yao?" Fatty Xin was a little uncertain, hesitant, and asked his companions.

Zhang Jixin hissed: "Then it is too bold... Did it say Lao Yao was a 'monster' before? Isn't it afraid that the professor will tear its mouth?"

"Maybe it thinks the professor won't argue with it." Xiao Xiao scratched his head for the first time.

Zheng Qing unfolded the mulberry paper that was crumpled into a ball under his hand, staring at the cat fruit tree drawn on the paper, and teased Fatty Xin: "It seems that you don't need to draw two tigresses next to it."

In the classroom, other students were also whispering and looking at the ignorant stick figure behind the door with strange eyes from time to time, as if they were counting the last days of its survival.

Soon, the stick figure confirmed the students' guess and shouted again: "Professor Yao Xiaomi appeared at the entrance of the corridor on the sixth floor!"

The sound was not over yet, and then the stick figure howled at the top of its voice:

"...The great legendary wizard is about to come to his loyal classroom!"

The students did not care to despise the stick figure who was arrogant at first and then respectful. Everyone looked up eagerly and looked in the direction of the classroom door, wanting to witness the honor of the legendary wizard at first sight.

The stick figure behind the door was puffing out his belly, holding his head high, and pacing back and forth in his small space in a serious manner, as if he was acting as a guard of honor for Lao Yao.

Zheng Qing finally stopped hesitating, crumpled the mulberry paper in his hand into a paper ball again, and quietly threw it on the ground.

After the paper ball landed, it hesitated for a moment, then rustled, stretched out its claws and tail, and turned into a chubby little mouse. It raised its long and thin nose and sniffed around. After finding the right direction, it immediately moved its four short legs and quickly crawled to the front row of the classroom along the gap between the tables and chairs.

The whole process was very fast. Since everyone's attention was on the door, it hardly attracted anyone's attention.

The reason why it was said "almost" was because Zheng Qing vaguely felt that Dr. Xiao next to him seemed to glance at him, but when he looked back, he found that Xiao Xiao was looking straight at the door, as if that glance was his illusion.

Bang!

The classroom door was pushed open with force. Professor Yao strode into the classroom as usual, holding the handouts in his left hand, and took the pipe from his mouth with his right hand, and pressed it down skillfully:

"Everyone sit down, everyone sit down... How was your summer vacation?"

The smooth and mirror-clear big back hair, the sallow face, the smiling eyes, the familiar tone - everything made everyone feel as if the professor at this moment had not changed much compared to the professor in the last class of last semester.

Except for the pipe in his hand, which was replaced with a new wine red one.

The young wizards of Astronomy 08-1 class raised their heads and looked at the professor on the podium. They seemed to have not figured out how to speak, so they simply answered his greeting with silence.

Professor Yao tilted his head and blinked: "This is... After two months, how can you become reserved?"

"Professor, it just said bad things about you, calling you a stinky old ninth!" Duan Xiaojian suddenly jumped up from his seat, pointed his finger at the stick figure behind the door, and reported with great righteousness.

Immediately, he was cursed madly by the stick figure.

"Liar! Traitor! Scum!" The stick figure grabbed the few sparse long hairs on his head, jumped on the bare white paper, and was heartbroken: "I worked hard and worked hard all my life to inform you, but now I am betrayed... Don't you feel guilty?!"

Listening to its howling like singing an opera, the classmates in the class burst into laughter, and the originally slightly tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot.

Professor Yao smiled at the hunchback wizard: "Swearing? This is a very serious accusation... Do you have evidence?"

"Yes, do you have evidence?" The stick figure behind the door stopped throwing tantrums, stood up straight, and pointed at Duan Xiaojian: "If you don't have evidence, I will sue you for false accusation! I will report to the school committee, to Danhag..."

"I have it!"

Li Meng, who was sitting in the first row, actively raised a palm-sized morning glory in his hand: "I recorded all the words it just cursed!"

The stick figure's scream stopped abruptly, and he looked at the little witch with a look of seeing a ghost.

Zheng Qing couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect Li Meng to be so outrageous, nor did he expect the stick figure's simple face to be able to make such a rich expression.

The little witch skillfully opened the petals of her morning glory and forced it to repeat what she heard before. As a result, not only was ‘Stinky Old Nine’ confirmed, but earlier words such as ‘monster’ and ‘the unexplainable man-eating devil’ also echoed in everyone’s ears again.

Even Lao Yao couldn't help but become curious.

"How could you record something like this?" He asked the thoughts of everyone in the classroom on behalf of the little stick figure behind the door who looked hopeless.

Classmate Li Meng answered very honestly: "Oh, I just think it's a pretty good scolding, and I want to learn from it."

Zheng Qing mourned three seconds of silence for the child in his heart - sitting in the back row, he could clearly see Squad Leader Jiang's tightly pursed lips and stern face - it was hard to imagine what kind of reception she would receive when she returned. punish.

"well."

Professor Yao walked off the podium, patted the little witch on the shoulder comfortingly, and motioned her to sit down. At the same time, he popped out a piece of chalk and hit the little stick figure behind the door.

The chalk turned to dust when it hit the paper, rustling, and instantly buried the little man in a blanket of white snow.

Classmate Li Meng felt that he had made a great contribution. He sat down happily and looked around. He looked at his cousin with a proud look on his face, as if he wanted to get a few words of praise. However, when he saw Jiang Yu's stern face, he immediately turned into a quail again.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . _wap.